Ji Yuting lowered his head and silently followed Shengge into the room. His face had long lost the domineering look from the charity party just now, and his dark eyes were staring nervously at her slender back.
Shengge entered the room, sat by the bed and started playing with her mobile phone, treating the man as nothing but air.
Ji Yuting still held a trace of luck in his heart. He sat next to the bed, touched her wrist weakly, and began to explain to himself:
"I was wrong, but I really kept a distance from her. When you bumped into her, it was her who sprained her ankle. After all, she is the female companion I brought, the spokesperson of the Rosi project, and the brand of Ji's new project.
Well, I couldn't let her fall down, so I gave her a hand."
Shengge had no expression on her face and was still looking at her phone, completely pretending that he didn't exist.
Ji Yuting continued: "Who would have known that she would actually have evil plans against me and climb on my arm? It was me who was tricked by her!"
After saying this, he felt the anger coming from Shengge almost instantly.
He quickly changed the subject, "I'm not saying this to shirk responsibility. I didn't do what I promised you. It's my problem. It's because my bitch-detection skills are not mature enough. I will quickly perfect my skills so that nothing like this will happen again.
Something happens!"
"And tonight at the door of the banquet hall, I kissed you and hugged you without your permission. It was really because you refused to listen to my explanation. For the sake of the two of you making headlines and benefiting the Jilu family's stock market.
, please don’t be angry, okay?”
Shengge's anger continued unabated, and her face became increasingly colder and frightening.
Seeing that she couldn't listen at all, Ji Yuting's chest felt tight and he lowered his eyes sadly.
It seemed that he was so angry that he was lucky enough not to get beaten...
He got up and walked to the bedside table, opened the first drawer, took out the thick mahogany ruler inside, and handed it to the Sheng singer.
"Here, your family law."
Shengge didn't answer, and Ji Yuting simply put the ruler into her hand.
Shengge still didn't say a word and continued to look at her phone.
Ji Yuting stood quietly for a while, seeing no response from her, then turned around and opened the closet, took out the fine washboard that Shengge had specially customized for him, and placed it on the carpet beside the bed.
Then he rolled up his suit trouser legs, revealing his bruised knees, which were scarred by the edges of the washboard.
Although Shengge was looking at her phone, she was quietly glancing at his every move from the corner of her eye. She suddenly noticed that he was rolling up his trouser legs, and subconsciously looked at his knees with cold eyes.
However, when her eyes touched the injury on his knee, Shengge's pupils trembled.
Seeing that he was about to kneel down, Shengge stretched out his hand to stop him.
My original intention was to feel sorry for him, but the words came out of my mouth with anger.
"Why are you holding up your trouser legs? You deliberately let me see your knees, and you want to make a ploy, right?"
There was bitterness on Ji Yuting's lips, "No, I just thought it would be more painful to roll up my trouser legs and kneel down."
Shengge became even more angry, "You like to be abused? The more pain you get, the better it feels, right?"
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He frowned, his dark eyes feeling very aggrieved, "I just thought that when you saw me in so much pain, you would let out a strong breath of anger. After all, being angry hurts your body. I hope your anger can subside faster."
Shengge felt very uncomfortable after what he said.
Suddenly and inexplicably, the words Yage said at the door of her office during the day sounded in her ears.
"Miss Lu, don't you think you have always been cruel to Mr. Ji? In fact, you only love yourself, and you are not good to him at all..."
Has she really relied on Ji Yuting to pamper her without limit and be lawless and scold him excessively all this time?
She sighed and her tone became much gentler, "Sit down and let me see the injury on your knee."
Ji Yuting noticed the distress in her eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he let her pull him and sit by the bed to examine his injuries.
"It's only half an hour, why are you bruised? Didn't you take any medicine last night?"